Title: Streak of Bad Luck
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Fandom: 9-1-1
Relationships: Evan Buckley/Tommy Kinard
Tags: Getting Together, Injured Buck
Summary: Maybe Buck's luck would turn around, maybe.
Word Count: 3,019
Beta: Grammarly



Buck looked at where the last group they had been sent after was gathered around a table and laughing. It was just his luck to be sent to a college campus at nine at night after a massive dorm party had gone wrong and the entire dorm had been drugged with something weird that had caused them all to act out and do really really stupid shit.

It was all hands on deck, and there were just as many firefighters and paramedics there as there were in a massive apartment building fire. They were all trying to figure out if they had found everyone or not, and then they would get word of another group on or off campus. Over three hundred people were in the dorm for the party; not all were from that dorm. So far, there have been no deaths from the actual dosing of the drugs, but there were a few issues of people who had done stupid stuff that had caused them to be injured. One guy ran out in front of a car after being chased by something in his mind, and he was touch and go.

That incident had been the one that had brought them there.

"I'm blaming you for this," Buck said as he looked at Eddie, who looked just as pissed off.

"There is no such thing as a curse," Eddie said.

Buck rolled his eyes, and he heard the chopper arriving for the latest victim who needed to be evacuated by helicopter and taken to the best trauma unit that was across the city.

"They are naked," Chim said.

"I can tell that."

"We need blankets," Hen said.

So far, the group was just content to stay inside the room, but once they were aware that they were being hunted to be captured, things would go wrong.

Buck took the blanket offered to him. It wasn't the first group that had stripped naked, and it wasn't going to be last if these weren't the last people who needed to be taken in.

"Ready?" Buck asked as he stepped closer to the door and reached out. There was just one entrance to the room that they could tell, and thankfully, there were only four people inside. The windows made it easy to check everything out.

Buck threw the door open, and the others rushed into the room and went after their people, leaving one for Buck. Buck shut the door to make sure no one was escaping. He was approaching the guy, the biggest in the group. Buck tried to grab at him with the blanket, but the guy dodged. The guy was nimble for his size, and not all was due to drugs. There was a little bit of something else going on there, and when he flipped over Buck, he realized he was part of the gymnastics team, so Buck reacted accordingly.

Then Buck had him down on the ground, and he got the blanket around him and used it to hold him. It was like all of the fight was out for the guy as soon as he was contained, but it was more that the high of the drugs was coming down, and now all of them were starting to wear out.

"Buckaroo?" Hen called out.

"Good."

"Okay, we will go out one at a time." Hen nodded toward the window, where other paramedics were waiting with gurneys, and Ravi was ready to open the door to let them out. It was interesting to see how Ravi had come into his own after a stint teaching at the academy.

"This is still all your fault, Edmundo," Buck said as he passed by Eddie on his way out the door.

Eddie said something in Spanish that was too low for Buck to understand.

Buck and Ravi got the guy on the gurney even as he struggled to get out of the hold. Then they had him strapped down, and the paramedic came over to get his vitals. Since there was no idea what the drug was, everyone they found was getting transported somewhere.

"These are going to Byrne," Ravi said.

"We already capped the others?"

"Yes and no. Normal hold for drug detox, yes. Traumas or other injuries that need to be treated, no."

"Ah, yeah, the bed space in the coming down units or units that can be used for that."

"One of them is turning their entire PT area into something that will work and getting all nurses in on hand to work on things," Ravi said.

"At least this didn't happen a few years ago," Buck said. He didn't think about what it would be like if a mass drugging had happened during COVID-19 when beds had been full almost all of the time.

Eddie was the next out with his patient, and Buck helped him get her onto the gurney and down; then it was Hen and Chim at the same time since there were two of them to help them get their patients down.

The paramedics left with their patients.

"I am not looking forward to the paperwork for this," Hen said.

"At least it's not going to be something that we have to take care of in hours. It's going to take all of the rest of our shift to get everything settled down. We will probably still be working on paperwork at the start of our next shift," Eddie said.

Buck laughed and headed toward the direction they were supposed to be canvassing. It was starting to get even darker, and he wanted to make sure that he was more than prepared for what would happen.

The sound of someone moving around in the alleyway had him holding his hand. He heard footsteps behind him stop, so he started going into the alley. He tried to find where the noise had come from, but he wasn't sure as it had echoed around.

Before Buck could focus on the sound, a man stood up from behind a stack of boxes. Then he brought up his hand, and it was only after the gun had gone off that Buck registered it was a gun. He tried to duck out of the way, but the pain in his leg was horrible.

Buck grabbed his leg as he lay there and tried to stop the blood flow even as Eddie got down beside him and laid his hands over Buck's and pressed it down.

Hen was on the radio calling for officers and something, anything to get him transported out of there.

"Missed anything too bad," Buck said.

"You are fucking lucky. Who the hell is just sitting in an alley with a gun in their hand?" Eddie asked. He looked around, and it was a few seconds later that the gun went off again. There was brick calling from above, so it was easy to know where the shot came from.

Buck dropped his head back. "I still blame you."

"There is no curse," Eddie said.

Buck closed his eyes, and he tried to think past the pain. He wanted to be the hell out of there, but it was going to take time to clear the scene and make sure that whoever came here to get him out of there would be able to do so safely.

The steady whir of helicopter blades getting closer told Buck what his ride was.

"All ambulances are leaving with other patients, and the others are still coming back to get more; this is the fastest ride out of here," Hen said.

"I don't need to be helicoptered out," Buck said.

"Fastest," Chim said.

"You are taking it, Buck," Bobby said over the radio.

Buck frowned but nodded his head. He wasn't going to fight it because he wouldn't win. He hoped he didn't take this away from someone else who needed it.

Another gunshot had Buck flinching.

"I've never been shot before," Buck said.

Eddie looked at him and frowned before taking the small bag that was tossed at him from somewhere.

"Thanks," Eddie said.

Buck wasn't sure who had it with them. They had medical bags, but those were all in a central location so that everyone could work out of them. They didn't carry them with them since they were dealing with people who bolted at the first sight of them. Their turnouts were long gone as well. Anything that stopped them from moving with ease.

"Kinard here. I've landed out of the line of fire and back where you were last, Hen," a new voice called out over the radio.

"Thanks, Tommy. We have one belligerent firefighter who had been shot in the thigh; he's been wrapped now, and we are just waiting for the LAPD."

"I brought those along with me. Four officers are coming to you now, two from the front and two from the other side. Bunker down and get ready to deal with him running."

Buck tensed up and put his gaze where he could see who was coming to them if they did make a run for it this way. He wasn't sure what would happen next, but for someone to start to cry and then yell, wasn't it?

"Did he start to cry?" Eddie asked.

"As soon as he saw the cop, he threw the gun away and started to cry," Hen said as she got out of the spot she was in and moved to help Eddie get Buck wrapped up.

Buck looked down to see that Eddie had removed his pants leg without him realizing it. The adrenaline of being shot and everything else made things a little weird. His leg was hurting like a bitch.

"Let's go, Buckley," a person said.

Buck looked up to the man who was coming around the side of the area where they were. He was handsome, and the smile on his face wasn't nearly as forced as most first responders looked at him when he was injured and they had to deal with him.

"I promise that I'll be good," Buck said.

The man laughed.

"Tommy, thanks for this." Chim clasped him on the shoulder.

"I was coming back after my last drop, and there were two more birds behind me. No one else is going to be in trouble if I take him in. It's just me, though, as I didn't have room for anyone else with the four added people, so I can take one of you with me to help to make sure that he stays where he's supposed to."

Buck tried to figure out who this was. Buck knew the name Tommy Kinard. It was just too much other shit going on, and he wasn't sure where he had heard it before. He just wanted to get this pain gone.

"I also heard that one of you said the forbidden word," Tommy said.

"That would be Eddie here," Hen said.

"You believe that shit?" Eddie asked.

"Because electric poles fall on engines for no reason," Buck said.

"And there was a massive party that ended up with over three hundred students drugged without saying something stupid?" Tommy asked.

He crouched at Buck's side, and Buck swallowed as he took in how the guy was just as big as him, bigger even given that his muscles were massive. He had a cleft chin, and the grin on his face was done that Buck wanted to kiss.

Which was a new feeling. He had no idea what the hell he was doing thinking about kissing the man.

It was a new feeling, and Buck didn't want to think about it more until he was not in pain and making sure that it wasn't some weird response to being shot.

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Buck smiled as he took the crutches from the driver before he pushed off the car. He was glad Uber and other things like that were big in LA. He didn't like cabs most of the time, and ordering a cab van just because he was massive made him feel like he was taking them from those who needed them.

Asking for an SUV or something like it in the app made it so that Buck didn't have to worry about being cramped with his leg.

Station 217, or Harbor as it was called most of the time, was bustling.

"You sure this is where you want to go?" the driver asked as he looked at the station.

"Yeah, I'm sure. I'm a firefighter, and I'm visiting a friend."

"Oh, yeah, I guess you have the build for it. Work injury?"

"Yeah. Getting bored at home, so I figured I would come and bother my friend."

Buck had more impure thoughts about what he wanted to do, but that would come later. There was a reason he was there early in the morning to make sure that he could maybe snag that date with Tommy.

Tommy had come and checked on him once his shift had ended, and Buck had tried to get at least a hangout with him, but the man had dodged it. Buck was a little upset, but Eddie told him to go and asked him to hang out again.

Of course, Eddie probably didn't mean showing up at his work.

"Buck, what are you doing here?" Lucy asked.

Buck forgot that Lucy would be here. He was staring at her when she noticed he was on crutches.

"Didn't you just get back from being hit by lightning?"

"And then I got shot by a high kid who was drugged without his consent."

"That was you? Why do you have the worst luck in the world?"

Buck shrugged as much as he could, with his crutches holding him up.

"Evan," Tommy said.

Buck felt the blush already setting in, and he didn't miss the way Lucy ran for the hills with a grin on her face. Buck shook his head and looked at Tommy again, hoping that the way that he wanted Tommy wasn't all over his face.

"Should you be up and about?"

"I was going nuts at home, and Eddie's working. Or he will be working in a little while, and I couldn't just go and bug him at work all day."

"But you will me?"

"You are off in an hour. I am taking you up on that offer of a tour."

Tommy smiled. He looked around, and Buck did as well. They were alone in this area of the hangar.

"You good to walk around a lot?"

"Yeah, I am not too tired. While I have pills to take, I need breakfast first. I can't take them on an empty stomach."

"I see," Tommy said. He stepped up closer to Buck. "Going back to that huh?"

"Hey, I downgraded to hanging out and getting to know each other after you turned down the date, but you still said no. So, I figured that you wanted that date."

"I do. I promised myself I would never date someone I met on call again, but this is a little different."

"Eddie is the one who saved me. You were just the driver."

"That's what Eddie said. Then he told me to ambush you here."

Tommy laughed, and he nodded his head. "Are you out?"

"To Eddie, yes. It's...well, it's new. I Spent my day thinking things over in the hospital, and I figured that I should have realized that checking out hot men's asses wasn't exactly as straight as I thought it was, but I had never found someone who made me go; I wanted him. Until you."

"Until me. And what do you want to do about it?"

Buck took that as a challenge and carefully moved, stepping up to stand in front of Tommy. He balanced himself on his good leg and a crutch and loosened his hold on the other to lean forward.

Tommy met him in the middle for a kiss. Buck let go of the crutch to grab Tommy's waist as Tommy cupped his face and kept the kiss chaste.

"Like that?" Tommy asked.

"Yeah, that was great. My crutch fell, though," Buck said.

"I know. I'll get it in a moment. Right now, I want to keep you right here." Tommy leaned in and kissed him again. "I've never wanted to kiss someone who had been shot before. Then you were adorable in the back of the copter. I could see how much you trusted Eddie, and he cared for you. I thought that at first, you two were something."

"Nah, I think there might have been something, but then we were better friends. I've been looking at a lot of the things I have done in my life. Eddie's firmly in the friendship category. I am not sure that I would ever go that way with him, even if things changed. I've never had a friend like him."

"Breakfast when I get off? I have the truck with me today; you are lucky it's not the cramped cars I sometimes drive because I like to feel the wind on my face."

"I kind of hoped that just showing up would allow me to snag that breakfast date finally."

"It's a good way to make me take pity on you."

Buck huffed, but he smiled when Tommy let go of him. Tommy leaned down and grabbed the crutch.

"I'll give you a tour once we are off shift. I have a few things I need to do, but you can keep me company in the back of my bird. It's just closing down stuff for the end of the shift since I didn't get to the last shift due to running over."

"I'll follow you."

"So you can look at my ass?"

"There is something about the onesie that just does it for me," Buck said.

Tommy laughed, and he started to blush a little.

Buck was glad that he had allowed Eddie to talk him into this. He just might finally be turning that bad luck streak into something more.

The End